My Girl, I Want You

Shaoyang Qi, who had been kneeling on the ground, stood up slowly and kept up with Che Stuart, “Over so many years, you had been far in America, while she had been worrying about you all the time. No matter how much you hate her, Che, I just hope you can forgive a dead people.”

“She was dreaming!” after severely speaking the three malicious words out, Che Stuart left the big mourning hall without looking back.

Jingyou Jane followed him silently, but her mind was full of confusion-What kind of relationship did Shaoyang Qi and Che Stuart have on earth? Was the woman lying in the mourning hall really Che Stuart’s mother?All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Che Stuart was so eager to come from Hong Kong to Japan, but after stepping into the mourning hall, he changed his expression into a proud one of indifference. What kind of hate could force Che Stuart to come out from the hall even without a kotow although he was her son?

Che Stuart kept his cool face sullen all the way. When the car arrived at his villa in Japan, all the servants at home were asleep. Looking at his haggard appearance, Jingyou Jane took him to the bedroom and patted him on the shoulder.

“I guess you must be hungry. I’m gonna cook something for you…”

Just as she was about to turn around, Che Stuart in darkness pulled her into his arms suddenly. She felt Che Stuart trying to push himself into her body, and even felt his cold body trembling slightly.

“Che…” in darkness, she heard her voice, while stroking his firm back instinctively.

“Will you stay with me for a while?” the choked voice arose in her ears. Jingyou Jane couldn’t believe there was one day when the usually arrogant Che Stuart would cry…

He buried his face in her clavicle ditch, teardrops soaking through her thin clothes. Che Stuart could not control his sentiment now and burst into tears helplessly like an abandoned child. Jingyou Jane was surprised to see Che Stuart in such a condition, and a nerve in her body undulated with his sentiment.

“That woman left me when I was five and eloped with someone’s husband. She said she had married a man who did not know how to cherish his wife. She said she couldn’t stand a marriage without love. She said she was in love with another child’s father…”

In darkness arose Che’s voice with sobs. He tightly held Jingyou Jane in his arms as if he was holding a piece of driftwood only by which he could survive in the sea of desperation.

“I begged her not to leave me and daddy, but she was so cruel that she left me and went away with that man even I was in a high fever. I hate her so much that I ever hoped that she would disappear in this world as soon as possible for countless times in the dream, but…”

His voice trembled, “Now she’s gone, but the heartache is killing me. What shall I do? Youyou, tell me, what shall I do?”

Jingyou Jane held his head and also felt great heartache. She could not see his face clearly in darkness, but she could feel his pain.

“There’s no reason for many things in the world. Love or hate, is nothing more than a self-inflicted annoyance, and I think your mom… was not cruel. She just wanted to find her own happiness in the world…”

No wonder Che Stuart was so cruel and ferocious. As a child abandoned by his mother since childhood, his soul must have been badly hurt.

Now she could understand why Che Stuart hated Shaoyang Qi so much. His natural mother left him and gave a mother’s love to the other child, so it was human nature for Che Stuart to hate Shaoyang Qi, which was out of the most basic human jealousy.

“I am a very cruel and unfilial son, right?” he suddenly sneered. “I walked out of my mother’s mourning hall even without a kotow…”

“I know you still love her,” she patted him on the back and comforted him. “Otherwise you wouldn’t have come to Japan from Hong Kong like a lost soul. In fact, it’s not difficult to forgive her, because she is your mother after all.”

After a long silence, Jane held his chin and kissed his cold lips. Feeling the salt tears on his handsome face, she knew that the proud Che Stuart did not want to show his most vulnerable side, so she just licked up the tears on his face gently with her tongue tip.

Such a gentle movement made Che Stuart fail to resist his desire to get it on with her. He really wanted her, now! He lifted her up and they tumbled on the big soft bed like a dry faggot on a blazing fire.

The two people kissed each other in a crazy way. The burst of emotion which was like being imprisoned for N centuries was released at last. When Che Stuart held Jingyou Jane under his body, he stopped his crazy kiss all of sudden.

“I didn’t drug you this time…” he breathed heavily, trying to control the raging desire in his body.

Jingyou Jane drew his head upon her own chest with her soft arms around his neck, “I know that.”

With three short words, she proved her willingness to surrender herself to him.

After a short silence, Che Stuart, who had repressed himself for a long time, finally bent down and pushed himself deep into the body of the woman he had loved and cared about for eight years, never wanting to let her go…

In the early morning, the aroma of cherry blossoms wafted through the open window into the huge bedroom, where a woman’s silver mobile phone on the nightstand was ringing at the moment.

The ringing waked up the sleeping beauty with long hair. She opened eyes reluctantly and stretched lazily her charming but aching body and then reached a soft white arm out of the quilt for the phone which kept ringing, as if she was looking for a treasure.

Jingyou Jane flipped open her phone. Before she spoke anything, a childish voice came from the other end, “Youyou, you are such an ungrateful woman! I learned that you went to Japan with Boss Stuart by air overnight, leaving me in Hong Kong alone…”

Before Jiabao Jane finished crying, Jingyou Jane, whose eardrums were nearly pierced by his loud voice, had pushed the phone far away.

“Detestable Youyou, are you there? Hello — Youyou… Youyou…”

“Stop yelling. I’m listening,” she interrupted her son’s endless yells impatiently. “Do you know it is immoral to disturb the other’s sleep in the morning?”

“But I haven’t charged you with abandonment of a nonage child…”

“As far as I know, not long ago you have gone and sought refuge with a big boss. If you want to lodge your complaint, you can directly call your current guardian…”

Before Jingyou Jane finished her words, her phone had been taken away by Che Stuart who waked up already. With his sexy upper body naked, he leaned against the bed.

“Jiabao, I am going to stay in Japan with your sister for some time. If you think it’s boring to stay in Hong Kong alone, I can send my private plane to bring you here…”

“Boss Stuart?” at the other end, Jiabo Jane cried, “You’d better not tell me that you two happened to sleep in the same bed last night.”

With a sexy smile emerging on Stuart’s handsome face, he drew Jingyou Jane beside him into his arms and played with her hair, “My dear, you have a very clever brother.”

Jingyou Jane, who was still semi-conscious, responded with a smile, wondering if Che Stuart would kill her when he learned that her so-called brother was in fact his son.

Che Stuart burst into laughter after he heard something from the other end of the phone. After he hung up and put the phone down, he leaned forward and kissed Jane on her cheek unexpectedly.

“Give birth to a boy as lovely as Jiabao for me, will you?”

His words stunned Jingyou Jane slightly, and she wore an embarrassed smile, “I’m afraid your Stuarts don’t have the right genes, so even if we had a son, he wouldn’t be any better than my Jiabao.”